Thursday, May 8, 2014

You win some, you lose some. Today I lost almost all.

I don't mean to sound overly dramatic, but if it could have gone wrong in the hours between 9:21-1:16 today than it it.

To set the stage I'd like to note that in the last 72 hours I have tried using a Target gift card at Babies R Us, felt my pants falling down as I left a meeting a church and lost a brand new earring down the vent in the floor. It's been a great week!

I had yet another appointment in Nashville this morning so my sidekick aka Sesame aka the one to whom I gave birth aka Annabelle and I packed ourselves and our many bags into the car and left at 8:35. I like to give myself plenty of time to get to Nashville in the morning because I have been stuck in Nashville traffic 12 too many times. I was cruising down the road feeling so smart because I was listening to NPR instead of my usual playlist when we hit traffic at 9:21. I was not fazed since I had left home in plenty of time, but when 9:50 rolled around I was still in traffic.

Here's where the going gets rough.

I called the office to say I would be late for my 10 o'clock appointment. I hate being late but when I finally arrived in the waiting room (after driving past the parking garage and banging myself in the leg with the stroller), it was 10:20. The self check in machine wouldn't accept my check-in. Martha the secretary said I had canceled the appointment on May 5th. I had not. I showed her the conformation texts saying I had confirmed on May 2nd. She repeated I canceled it on the 5th. I repeated that I had not. Annabelle started to cry so I moved the stroller and knocked over a trash can. Martha called Antonio over to fix the situation and he too said I received a call and since I didn't answer, they took that to mean I did not want the appointment. I said I received no such call. Furthermore, would I have woken my child up from her morning nap, been in the car for almost two hours and worked my way up to the eight floor because I consider that to be the definition of a good time if I had canceled the appointment? I THINK NOT. I didn't say that part but I was thinking it. Antonio must have realized he was dealing with woman who could cry at any moment because he gave me a new appointment at 10:30. By this time the baby was crying since she likes to be punctual with mealtimes and I was not providing what she wanted. I don't like nursing in public so I asked if I could nurse her in a more private location. This caused a bit of commotion as they're don't normally get a request like this in an office whose main clientele is the 65+ age group. The appointment with the doctor went south quickly. 

And that was just the morning.

We went to the park to eat lunch and while there I trip over a bump in the sidewalk and smashed into the stroller. I found us a nice spot to eat and was just getting settled when the sprinkler six feet away suddenly turned on. I found a new spot under a pretty green tree and was starting to eat when I heard a creaking above our heads. It sounded like a dead branch could crash down at any moment but I was too tired to move. We went for a short walk after lunch and things were beginning to look up when two school buses of middle schoolers flooded the sidewalk in front of us. I tried to escape them by taking a detour into a garden to the left but the stroller was too big so I ended up back in the middle of all the kids. They were making such a racket and all the teachers were yelling so loud I thought to myself, "I'm so glad I'm not a teacher." And yet I studied Early Childhood Education. I tried going to the mall after leaving the park but changed my mind on the way there. I had to turn around then turn around again then turn around again because WHY NOT. 

The moral of this story? Never leave your house. 
We like big bows and we cannot lie.


Jen said...

Oh boy, you are a trooper for sure!!!

Michelle said...

Oh, the Nashville traffic on 24. I don't miss it at all! Okay, I kinda miss that view when you come around the curve and see the mountains before Briley pkwy. That was my every day commute for 2 years. One day you would be there with no trouble and then next sitting in hours of traffic trying to decide if it's worth it to take back roads. Anyhow, I think my blood pressure would go up every time I got on that road. People would fly down it with one car length in between, and you never knew when there would be a sudden stop in traffic. So, scary! I'm sorry your day was crazy. I'm proud of you for not just getting in the car and heading home after the sprinkler incident!

Michelle said...

Hahahaha! YOU WERE NOT KIDDING ABOUT YOUR DAY. Mine was exactly as terrible.

So just because you didn't answer the phone means you intended to cancel your appointment?! What kind of logic is that?? I almost never answer when a doctor calls because I typically don't recognize the number, or I'm at work with hardly any cell reception. That's crazy!

stephanie said...

Awwww today can only get better! On the upside at least you had adorable company for your misadventures :-)

Katie @ Team Skelley said...

Another great Annabelle pic! Today she is all, "Yes, this is my mom. I can't take her anywhere it seems."

That doc's office really needs to rethink their phone policy.

I hope your very first Mother's Day is free of drama, tripping, traffic and all other assorted nonsense! :D

AiringMyDirtyLaundry said...

Oh man, I hope your day gets better!

Marcella{The Life After "Trust Me"} said...

Oh geez, I am sorry.
I've had that happen at a dr's appt before, (ok not the trashcan part, but the whole, telling me I had canceled my appt part.) Hugs to you.
And Happy Military Spouse day to you also!

Allison said...

I definitely would have cried in that office, but only because it's not polite to yell.

I went to our allergist appt last week only to find out there was no allergist appt. I was actually happy about it, because that office is the WORST about getting you seen quickly, so we hopped back into the car and got iced coffee and donuts from Dunkin instead. Madeline was SO confused!